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     The lamps of science, nor the natural light
Of Reason's sun and stars! I cannot learn
     Their great and solemn meanings, nor discern
The awful secrets of the eyes which turn
     Evermore on us through the day and night
With silent challenge and a dumb derpand,
     Proffering the riddles of the dread unknown,
Like the calm Sphinxes, with their eyes of stone,
     Questioning the centuries from their veils of sand!
I have no answer for myself or thee,
     Save that I learned beside my mother's knee;
“All is of God that is, and is to be;
     And God is good.” Let this suffice us still,
Resting in childlike trust upon His will
     Who moves to His great ends unthwarted by the ill.


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